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Month 07, 742 AL
Mid Summer


Benden: 32 C to 39 C
Fort: 15 C to 26 C
Ista: 37 C to 46 C
Telgar: 15 C to 26 C

Benden is hit with a heavy heatwave in the last week of Month Six, and first week of Month Seven, which carries through to the end of the month. Their weather will begin to cool in the last week of the month, dropping to the low 30s.

Ista Isle is amused by the weaklings of Benden, but at least their heat is dry. Benden is muggy and riddled with heavy thunderstorms and downpours.

Month 06, 742 AL
Early Summer


Benden: 14 C to 21 C
Fort: 7 C to 13 C
Ista: 33 C to 42 C
Telgar: 7 C to 13 C

Month 05, 742 AL
Late Spring


Benden: 10 C to 17 C
Fort: 5 C to 12 C
Ista: 27 C to 35 C
Telgar: 5 C to 12 C

Month 04, 742 AL
Mid Spring


Benden: 8 C to 15 C
Fort: 2 C to 9 C
Ista: 19 C to 30 C
Telgar: 2 C to 9 C

Month 03, 742 AL
Early Spring


Benden: 6 C to 13 C
Fort: 0 C to 7 C
Ista: 17 C to 28 C
Telgar: 0 C to 7 C

Month 02, 742 AL
Late Winter


Benden: 4 C to 10 C
Fort: −3 C to 3 C
Ista: 14 C to 26 C
Telgar: −3 C to 3 C

Month 01, 742 AL
Mid Winter


Benden: −2 C to 6 C
Fort: −6.7 C to −0.7 C
Ista: 12 C to 21 C
Telgar: −6.7 C to −0.7 C

Month 05, 741 AL

North: Late Spring | South: Late Autumn
9.9 C to 18.4 C | 13.7 C to 24.5 C

Ista is heating up swiftly, and preparing for a rough summer - hopefully nothing like the one from a couple turns before with the wildfires! The rest of Northern Pern is warming upsomewhat slower, but with no less gusto as summer begins to creep into the sky, keeping the sun awake longer, warming the ledges of the weyrs. Rainstorms are sporadic, but keep the world well watered, despite the heat of the days.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 12, 740 AL

Fort Boundaries:
Winter -3 - 2 C | 26 - 35 F
Fort is already home to snowfalls, though early in the month they fade away when the sun rises. As the month progresses, more snow stays on the ground, ending up with several feet of snow before the month is over. The areas around homes and populations has the snow shoveled away or trodden down. Icicles attached to Weyr ledges prove some danger and are routinely removed.

Ista Boundaries:
Winter, 9 - 21 C | 48 - 69 F
Generally warm enough to go about without a jacket on, Ista has low humidity but high chance of rain, generally in the form of vicious afternoon thunderstorms. The storms wash away any bite of heat the day had, and leave it feeling fresh for the night. The days are short, but grow bright quickly and the afternoons seem to be particularly short when heavy thunderstorms roll in and cover the sky.

Telgar Boundaries:
Winter, -5 - 0 C | 23 - 32 F
Bitterly cold, with icy winds constantly flowing down from the mountains. Freezing rain is almost constant; the sky always a murky grey and the ground slippery with slushy refrozen ice. The days are extremely short, with the nights dropping a good number below the daily average. Icicles attached to Weyr ledges prove a major danger, and are checked upon every day, with anything bigger than a fist being removed.


Month 07, 740 AL

Fort Boundaries:
Summer 27 - 38 C | 80 - 100 F
Light breezes down from the mountains tot he North keep the temperature comfortable, even when the sun can bake an egg on the edge of a weyr. Sunburn is common.

Ista Boundaries:
Summer, 34 - 43 C | 93 - 110 F
A very dry, dusty heat. Little to no rain, causing more than some to worry about the drought not breaking and the rest of the Isle being at risk of fires. Many seek the depths of weyr, hold or hall during the midday and early afternoon heat.

Telgar Boundaries:
Summer, 26 - 35 C | 79 - 95 F
Muggy, sticky and generally just plain humid. Thunder storms are regular occurances, often happening in the early afternoon or evening, with heavy rainfall before drying off sometime in the night. Mornings are usually crisp, but warm up swiftly.


Month 06, 740 AL

Fort Boundaries: Season, Low to High
Ista Boundaries: Season, Low to High
Telgar Boundaries: Season, Low to High

[[Update slowly in progress because ThistleProse is a slackarse :3 lmao ]]

Month 04, 740 AL
North: Early Spring | South: Early Autumn
−1.9 C to 4.7 C | 20.0 C to 29.0


Spring has sprung, with the snow slowly melting in much of the North, creating mushy grounds and greyish, icy snow piles that are doing their best to melt. In comparison, Ista finds itself naturally warmer, (~10C / 50) and many people who can find rides are making their way to the Island to spend some time in warmth and sunshine, away from the lingering touch of winter.

Katila is beginning to cool down to more reasonable temperature, but is no less muggy and uncomfortable to those who are not used to the seasons. It is still a good place to escape to when seeking a warm day or a nice swim at the lake, though.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 03, 740 AL
North: Early Spring | South: Early Autumn
−1.9 C to 4.7 C | 20.0 C to 29.0


Spring has sprung, with the snow slowly melting in much of the North, creating mushy grounds and greyish, icy snow piles that are doing their best to melt. In comparison, Ista finds itself naturally warmer, (~10C / 50) and many people who can find rides are making their way to the Island to spend some time in warmth and sunshine, away from the lingering touch of winter.

Katila is beginning to cool down to more reasonable temperature, but is no less muggy and uncomfortable to those who are not used to the seasons. It is still a good place to escape to when seeking a warm day or a nice swim at the lake, though.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 02, 740 AL
North: Late Winter| South: Late Summer
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C



Month 01, 740 AL
North: Mid Winter| South: Mid Summer
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C



Month 12, 739 AL
North: Early Winter| South: Early Summer
-3.1 to 2.1 C | 20.4 C to 29.4 C


Winter has come slowly to the Northern lands of Pern, with more rain and cold winds than snow. As the month progresses, more and more snow will fall, with frequent blizzard-like storms towards the very end of the month. Telgar and Fort will in particular become burried under mountains of snow, while Ista is sunjected to frequent icy rainstorms, and heavy winds coming in from across the ocean.
Month 11, 739 AL
North: Late Autumn| South: Late Spring
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C



Month 10, 739 AL
North: Mid Autumn| South: Mid Spring
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C




Month 09, 739 AL
North: Early Autumn| South: Early Spring
13.4 to 21.0 C | 13.8 C to 25.6 C


Following the disastrous fires (sometime in around the 28th of Month 08), Ista Isle has found itself suddenly in the midst of constant rain; not enough to flood, but a steady, dreary downfall that seems to only take a time out for a couple of hours here and there, before coming back again. Its cast the entire sooty Isle into a sombre and depressed mood. Alongside the rain, the weather is muggy and while not hot, is not particularly cool, either.

The rest of Northern Pern is getting their usual weather, though they, too, have been called to action following the wildfires that savaged Ista. Many individuals who called Ista Island home have been relocated not just to Ista Weyr, Ista Hold or Sea Cliff Hold, but also to other areas of Pern, whether with family or friends.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 08, 739 AL
North: Late Summer | South: Late Winter
17.4 to 25.5 C | 10.8 C to 23.2 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm - 37 to 45 C - has resulted in an incredibly dry summer, with little to no rain. This was climaxed by a dry thunderstorm, the results of which caused three fires to start across the Island on the 24.07.739 in the early morning hours. While the results of this are yet to be played out, the events will no doubt leave more than just the scarring of the land.

The rest of Northern Pern is getting their usual weather, though they, too, have been called to action following the wildfires that savaged Ista. Many individuals who called Ista Island home have been relocated not just to Ista Weyr, Ista Hold or Sea Cliff Hold, but also to other areas of Pern, whether with family or friends.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 07, 739 AL
North: Mid Summer | South: Mid Winter
18.0 to 26.6 C | 10.2 C to 21.9 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm, with average weather being in the 37 to 45 C range, making it now a more than slightly undesirable escape for the rest of the Northern population from the more enjoyable early summer weather. There has been very little in the way of rain, though the coastal areas are no stranger to the salty wind. Ista's limited farmlands and fields are dry and dusty, with golden straw instead of grass where there is any growth at all.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Northern areas are still getting a lot of evening rain and the occasional thunderstorms, which cools down the populus and allows them to sleep easily without sweating their brains out like the Istans.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 06, 739 AL
North: Early Summer | South: Early Winter
14.9 C to 23.8 C | 11.8 C to 21.9 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm, with average weather being in the 37 to 45 C range, making it now a more than slightly undesirable escape for the rest of the Northern population from the more enjoyable early summer weather. There has been very little in the way of rain, though the coastal areas are no stranger to the salty wind. Ista's limited farmlands and fields are dry and dusty, with golden straw instead of grass where there is any growth at all.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Northern areas are still getting a lot of evening rain and the occasional thunderstorms, which cools down the populus and allows them to sleep easily without sweating their brains out like the Istans.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 05, 739 AL
North: Late Spring | South: Late Autumn
9.9 C to 18.4 C | 13.7 C to 24.5 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm, with average weather being in the 32 to 40 C range, making it a highly desirable escape for the rest of the Northern population from the chilly mid-spring weather. There has been very little in the way of rain, though the coastal areas are no stranger to the salty wind.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Northern areas are getting a lot of rain, thunderstorms, and cloudy days. Grass is growing, flowers flowering, and baby animals popping up all over the place! Yay spring!

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 04, 739 AL
North: Mid Spring | South: Mid Autumn
4.1 C to 11.5 C | 10.0 C to 27.4 C


Ista is still unseasonably warm, with average weather being in the high 20s to low 30s C, making it a highly desirable escape for the rest of the Northern population from the chilly mid-spring weather. There has been very little in the way of rain, though the coastal areas are no stranger to the salty wind.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Northern areas are getting a lot of rain, thunderstorms, and cloudy days. Grass is growing, flowers flowering, and baby animals popping up all over the place! Yay spring!

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 03, 739 AL
North: Early Spring | South: Early Autumn
−1.9 C to 4.7 C | 20.0 C to 29.0


Spring has sprung, with the snow slowly melting in much of the North, creating mushy grounds and greyish, icy snow piles that are doing their best to melt. In comparison, Ista finds itself uncommonly warm (~12C / 53.6) and many people who can find rides are making their way to the Island to spend some time in warmth and sunshine, away from the lingering touch of winter.

Katila is beginning to cool down to more reasonable temperature, but is no less muggy and uncomfortable to those who are not used to the seasons. It is still a good place to escape to when seeking a warm day or a nice swim at the lake, though.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 02, 739 AL
North: Late Winter | South: Late Summer
−5.6 C to 0.4 C | 21.3 C to 30.0


The late-season weather is settling, with much of the Northern hemisphere coated in snow (the exception being the much warmer Ista region) while Katila remains humid and sweltering in the height of Summer.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 01, 739 AL
North: Mid Winter | South: Mid Summer
−6.7 C to −0.7 C | 21.5 C to 30.3 C


Gold Nadioth of Vaeyla, of Ista's flight was won by bronze Rhezalth of N'mor. You can view the Flight Thread here! Gold Aradissicath of Fort has brought about a clutch of [TBA] eggs! The proud mother is jealously guarding the Sands from her fellow gold, and keeping her mate on his toes! The cautious are able to catch a glance, but best not be caught!

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 12, 738 AL
North: Early Winter | South: Early Summer
−3.1 C to 2.1 C | 20.4 C to 29.4 C


Gold Nadioth of Ista is set to take flight this month (though it'll be a surprise IC), while gold Aradissicath is preparing to take full command of the Fort Hatching Grounds as she lays her Clutch early in the month.

The Red Star can be seen by those who choose to see it, causing no shortage of whispers that Thread will return - and just as much dismissal from those who do not believe. After all, it's been so long, surely it is no longer a threat! Weyrleaders are, regardless, beginning to put together wings in their Weyrs, if only to keep troublesome and bored riders busy.

Month 11, 738 AL
North: Late Autumn | South: Late Spring


Autumn is coming to an end, with the days slowly becoming shorter still, with early nights and late mornings. The temperature is getting very cool, with jackets being more required, but it has yet to actually snow. Despite this, it is often raining and miserable.

The Southern contient is in full bloom, with flowers coming to life in the grasses and on the trees. The skies are bright blue with fluffy clouds, and occassional sunshowers bringing a dampness to the day. The nights are still crisp, but not cold. The ground is starting to dry up as water is absorbed by the blooming flora.

Month 10, 738 AL
North: Mid Autumn | South: Mid Spring


Autumn is in full tilt, with the leaves a shocking array of orange and red, and more of them on the ground than on the trees. The skies are often a clear and crisp blue, with a cool breeze flowing, shifting the leaves and sending them scattering. Rain is not common, but when it does roll in the skies are dark like night come early, and thunderstorms are not uncommon, though they don't last for long and the amount of rain that falls isn't too heavy.

The Southern contient is in full bloom, with flowers coming to life in the grasses and on the trees. The skies are bright blue with fluffy clouds, and occassional sunshowers bringing a dampness to the day. The nights are still crisp, but not cold. The ground is starting to dry up as water is absorbed by the blooming flora.

Month 09, 738 AL
North: Start Autumn | South: Start Spring


Nothern regions are entering into Autumn, with the trees beginning to change to their reds and oranges, while the air is beginning to feel more crips. There are still more warm days than cool, and the nights are mostly warm enough for light bedding still. Rain has faded away and most days are clear and bright.

The Southern contient finds itself heading into spring, with rain and flowers vying for attention. The ground is often muddy and squishy, while the skies are either bright and blue, or overcast wtih fluffy clouds.

Month 08, 738 AL
North: End Summer | South: End Winter


Summer is winding to an end in the Northern hemisphere, with the weather slowly cooling and the trees beginning to turn their leaves. The days are still long and bright, but the sun is beginning to lose some of its strength.

The coastal Weyrs are falling victim to coastal storms, strong winds and heavy rains with thunder and lightening.

The more inbound Weyrs and Holds find themselves drier, not getting nearly as much rain or storms, they find themselves on the end of a long drought.

Month 07, 738 AL
North: Mid Summer | South: Mid Winter


Summer is in full spring in the Nothern hemisphere, with the bulk of each day being unbearbly hot, followed by vicious thunderstorms and heavy humidity in the evenings and at night.

The coastal areas are experiencing monsoon like weather, and spend a lot of their time locked away in Hold, Hall or Weyr.

The more inner locations find themselves faced with more dry heat during the day, and horrible humidity in the evening and at night while the thunderstorms rage.
Dragon Flights
Last Update: 2021.03.07


02 - Mizeath of Ameris [Benden]
02, 04, 06, 08, 10, 12 - Tizalth of Kestra
02, 07 - Halomirth of F'drel
02, 07 - Tybalith of D'lyne
02, 07, 11 - Semath of L'gan
02, 08 - Rilaleeyth of J'ver
03, 06, 09, 12 - Coroth of C'dhin
03, 07, 11 - Larrikith of B'jin
03 (742), 09 (743) - Iliyith of Helyna[Benden]
04 - Thallyath of Casa [even years][Ista]
04, 10 - Malvayth of Cazan[Telgar]
04, 10 - Tiath of V'lia
05 - Quayleth of Ojassa [odd years][Ista]
05, 11 - Jammerith of J'me
06 - Bedith of Mulrissa[Telgar]
07 - Neryseth of Lassalla [Telgar]
08 - Siolilth of J'shom
09 - Aradissicath of Rhaedalyn[Fort]
12 - Nadioth of Vaeyla [even years][Benden]


[G] [P] 742.07.10 | Proud Papa
10:30am | Casa


Bronze Urudith

Date of Birth
06.04.690
Height
6'4"
Eyes
Brown

Threads
5
Posts
37

Written By: BardlyThere
#1
Are you ready yet? The bronze huffed slightly in annoyance as S'far took his time getting his straps secured. "Almost, you don't have to be so antsy. The eggs aren't going anywhere." Urudith huffed again, waiting until he knew his rider was secure before launching himself off his ledge and blinking between to appear in the warm skies over Ista Weyr.

With a roar to announce his arrival he wheeled about to drop his rider off just outside of the Sands before flying off to go fetch a meal for Thallyath. Do you want me to wait for you to make your grand entrance or shall I just head in on my own? Go ahead, I won't be long. S'far nodded and strolled in, stopping to see if Casa was even there. He spotted her and gave a wave, moving into the stands as he made his way around to get closer. He wanted to make sure he gave the brooding gold as much room as possible unless explicitly told otherwise.

By the time he'd slowly made his way close enough to lean over the little half wall for a chat, Urudith had reappeared. The bronze stuck his head in cautiously, a freshly killed herd beast in his jaws. Thallyath? I brought you a meal. How are you doing? S'far couldn't help but smile in amusement at his old man. "So, Urudith is excited about the eggs. He wanted to come see them and offer his congratulations in person. How have you been? I know it's been a while since the incident. Hopefully no lingering effects." He himself still had the occasional tremor and headache since he'd eaten that damn muffin, but they'd been growing a bit more infrequent with time. Or at least he hoped so.
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Gold Thallyath

Date of Birth
16.11.720 AL
Height
5'3
Eyes
Green

Threads
62
Posts
398

Written By: ThistleProse
#2
“S’far, darling! How good to see you,” Casa smirked wickedly as the bronzerider came in. She hadn’t seen nearly enough of him since his bronze had won Thallyath’s flight, but she did remember how absolutely delightful he was to tease, and for all his discomfort, he was an excellent lay. Very vanilla, compared to a lot of her partners, but no less enjoyable in his own right. She moved to greet him, leaning in to kiss him before he could escape, laughing as she broke the kiss and stepped back, letting him have a little personal space.

“Thallyath is very happy with their brood, I’m sure she’ll be delighted to show Urudith what he helped produce.” She paused, and sighed softly at the bringing up of the recent events. “I’m doing fine,” she said; she had had limited lasting effects, thankfully, though she’d heard not as many had been so lucky. Her quick response and the assorted drugs she kept on hand had been helpful, though she hadn’t been questioned too much thankfully. Azrin hadn’t been seen in a while – she’d advised he keep his distance, what with all the murders and mayhem happening across the Weyrs, less he be caught in the crossfire – but he’d been able to advise further treatments for the poisons and other useful herbs to keep on hand should another attempt be made.

Thank you, Urudith, Thallyath said genuinely as the bigger dragon appeared in the entrance way, and she moved to meet him, gingerly stealing the herdbeast and then making her way back towards the eggs, crooning over her shoulder for him to follow. She could trust him near her babies, since he was just as proud and, in her opinion, should be at least half as protective as she was. He could sniff them if he wanted to. Once she was comfortable, Thallyath lay down not far from the eggs and ate, her tail curled around the golden egg in a subtle display of pride. It was still markedly small for a gold egg, but then, so was the mother.

“Come and get a good look at the eggs,” Casa said happily, taking one of S’far’s hands and twining their fingers in another subtle play to make him uncomfortable. She tugged on his arm until he moved, and then led him onto the Sands to meander quietly between the eggs. They weren’t numbered yet, with Casa wanting them to harden up some more before they were drawn on. “Thirteen, including a gold.” She beamed. He knew how many and that there was a gold, of course, since Casa had sent word as soon as Thallyath had declared herself done, but it was important to restate the information!
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Bronze Urudith

Date of Birth
06.04.690
Height
6'4"
Eyes
Brown

Threads
5
Posts
37

Written By: BardlyThere
#3
Well the kiss certainly wasn't expected, though S'far had to admit he wasn't terribly surprised by it either. He huffed slightly, trying to ignore the fuss because he just knew deep down it would encourage her if he let himself get too flustered. Not that it was likely to save him he supposed. Women and their wiles, Casa would find some way to get a rise out of him he was sure.

Nothing to be done for it except try to carry on as he would normally. "She should be proud, Urudith has been quite excited since we heard the news. Should make for a good Hatching." S'far knew that was something that Urudith was particularly interested in. He wanted a good clutch and a good outcome for the babies, for Thallyath as well as his own ego.

The bronze greeted the gold with a pleased grumble, glad that his offering was accepted so well. He carefully followed her onto the Sands proper, taking his time to carefully inspect the eggs, giving them curious sniffs and finding nothing amiss. He stopped at the gold egg, puffing up rather proudly. He didn't care how small it was, the fact that it existed at all was more than enough. He waited until Thallyath had finished eating before moving to lounge comfortably next to her.

"Well Urudith seems happy," S'far said as his hand twitched in Casa's grasp and he was dragged along. He didn't inspect the eggs as closely as the bronze had, mostly just looking for any that looked especially odd or stood out. He did pause at the gold though, trying to free his hand once more before giving up and scratching at his jaw with his other hand. "A little small isn't she? Though I suppose her mother is small too." And the father, though he wasn't about to mention that aloud. "Still, a very nice clutch, I look forward to seeing what all we get. Hopefully at least one bronze."
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Gold Thallyath

Date of Birth
16.11.720 AL
Height
5'3
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Green

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Written By: ThistleProse
#4
Well, the clutch certainly couldn’t turn out worse than the first one Thallyath had brooded, at least as far as Casa was concerned. Not that she had come out and said anything, in general or to Thallyath. It was on both their minds, though, the worry that it had been Thallyath that had soured the previous clutch and not just the fact that it had been sired by a blue dragon. Never again, though, and Thallyath hadn’t said anything, but Casa knew her dragon was prepared to swear off all flights and move to Katila if it happened again. A bit dramatic, but it suited the proud gold.

Casa snorted, the same time Thallyath rolled her head to eyeball S’far for the comment about her daughter’s egg as well as her own size. A dark snort was puffed in the direction of the two riders, and Casa laughed softly. Thallyath wouldn’t say it any more than S’far would, but two could play the insult game and Casa gave the bronzerider a quirked eyebrow and a bemused look. “Yes, because her sire is so huge.” Thallyath harrumphed in a way that made it quite clear she didn’t’ share her rider’s opinion and she nosed at Urudith’s shoulder with a little lick.

Humans have no manners, she said to Urudith, her nose in the air as she ignored the riders. Casa laughed again, before turning back to the gold egg, which Thallyath was still protectively guarding with the end of her tail. “She is small, but she can be as small as she wants so long as she is strong and healthy, and so far Thally seems happy with the health of the clutch. So if she’s happy, I see no reason to fuss.” Casa shrugged. “Besides, she isn’t exactly made for carrying monster eggs or clutches.”

Turning to S’far, hand still trapped in hers, Casa stared up at him seriously. “So tell me, Weyrleader. How have you and yours been faring in all this mayhem?”
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Bronze Urudith

Date of Birth
06.04.690
Height
6'4"
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Brown

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Posts
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Written By: BardlyThere
#5
S'far felt the bit of cautionary irritation flaring up in his bronze. He rolled his eyes slightly. "I didn't say it was a bad thing, just an observation. You are absolutely correct that it doesn't matter so long as she's healthy, and of course I will trust in Thallyath's judgement for that." Urudith gave a soft rumble, because of course her judgement should be trusted. He turned to give the gold a return nuzzle and lick. He easily agreed with her assessment. No manners, but much foolishness..

With yet another eyeroll, S'far turned his attention back to Casa. "I can't wait until this clutch hatches," he muttered. Then, with a sly grin he added, "I bet it'll be quite a lively scramble when they do." Too bad his pun didn't have time to be properly appreciated though, as the Ista Weyrwoman brought the conversation back to grim topics.

"I have three golds left, Bedith flew recently so here's hoping we get another." And not lose any more. It was painful to think that Telgar had lost half of its golds to whatever madman or group of madmen were out there. "I have bronzeriders who still get the shakes and headaches, though they try to hide them," he wouldn't mention T'ryn by name, since so far the young man had been doing his best to keep that hidden and it wasn't up to S'far to speak on that. "I get headaches and tremors still on occasion, but they're mostly gone I think. Right now I'm just waiting for when the next attack comes. You heard what happened in Benden, right? Those candidates... and then another gold lost before she even had a chance."
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Gold Thallyath

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Casa flinched slightly at the cold facts that the goldriders were clearly the ones that had been targeted, and how many S’far had lost in Telgar was a harsh reality. Casa was glad her Weyr was small, there just were not that many of them to start with, and all the serious attacks seemed to have been half-heartedly aimed at herself. Or at least, that was the way it seemed. “Ouch,” she said unnecessarily, but she was genuine in her regret for Teglar’s new numbers. “Hopefully,” she added, “Bedith has clutched well in the past.” And the clutch would once again be sired by Syrendryth and whatever the bronze and her had against one another, Casa could appreciate that he was a good sire.

Casa frowned at the headaches and tremors, pursing her lips. She was once more reminded how lucky she had gotten, to know to take the drugs she had on hand, that had her and Zelana puking their guts up before the poison could truly take hold. Not that it had stopped them from being miserable and sick for days on end. But it had stopped longer term side effects. “I’m sorry to hear that,” she said softly, before winking at S’far, “I’ll be happy to help take your mind off them anytime you need.” Casa wriggled her eyebrows playfully before sobering again. Damn this murdering arsehole.

“Yes,” she said softly, her shoulders slumping. “Not a good outcome, but thankfully one that is on the rare side.” The chances of a gold being the one to go between without finding a mate was rare – there were often so many girls surrounding her that one was worthy. The odds again of the girl she was destined for being murdered was even slimmer. Casa turned her gaze back towards her own dragon and the precious golden egg she guarded with her tail, and pursed her lips again. “The maniac needs to be caught,” she said softly, but Casa had no idea who it could be, or why they were doing what they were doing. Maybe she needed to sit down in her office and go through all the attacks. Maybe one of her boys would help her. R’dal, probably, since they could work together without being distracted by great sex.
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S'far ran through the information in his head, long since memorized with how often he'd gone over the lists and reports over and over again. Ista had lost only one gold, but the two left did not fly frequently, and if memory served the Jr. Weyrwoman's dragon didn't produce very large clutches either. This new baby would surely be appreciated. Unless something happened.

He ignored her flirtatious offer to take his mind off things, instead taking a look around the Sands. "Have you or J'zaq made any considerations as far as security goes? There was an attack not long before the recent Hatching, and at the prior Touching. It makes sense that something would happen soon, and I wouldn't be surprised if it happened here." Not that he was about to allow his own Weyr's security to grow lax. He was already making plans for more guard patrols, and having someone keep a closer eye on who was handling food, especially food sent to any large groups or important individuals.

Urudith let out a soft protective growl from his position curled up with Thallyath and S'far huffed softly. "I suppose I'm bringing down the mood though. Shouldn't forget the shiny sides of things. Congratulations again on the gold. Hopefully she grows well and becomes an eggscellent addition to Ista."
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Gold Thallyath

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“We’ve taken steps,” Casa said slowly, turning to look at S’far curiously. She trusted him, she supposed, but she didn’t trust who might overhear them or who eh might pass the information to. After all, someone was hurting people, and while it was unlikely S’far was the one killing off his own goldriders and then making a fuss about it, she couldn’t rule that out. Not really. So it was better to be cautious and limit her sharing. “The dragons are on guard.” That much she would share, because dragons could be scary. Of course, there was no instance in memory of a dragon actually hurting a human – adult dragon, that was – but they were certainly big enough to put a stop to any mischief if they caught it.

“I’m not worried about the eggs; Thallyath might be small, but she’s fierce. And the Candidates haven’t started arriving yet.” Which was its own worry, really. Casa was concerned about a repeat of the last Touching Thallyath had overseen. That had certainly been an event and Casa never wanted to repeat it, ever. What if no one came to Stand for this clutch, afraid of what the last one was like? Casa shuddered, but did her best to brush those worries aside. She’d force people to stand, if she had to. She’d get J’zaq and some of her friends to fetch candidate to come and Impress. And she had friends who were still candidates; surely they would support her and her dragon, as they had done last time.

Casa grinned. “She’s as much thanks to you and yours.” Her smile turned mischievous, and she side-eyed S’far. “Sure you don’t want to celebrate. I’m an excellent party planner.”
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